I don't know where commas go
I know horses and children and possums and what else.

I've never broken a bone
but one time it rained keys and we had to hold mouths beneath the road for safety.

I don't know what deja vu is like
I understand slowness to be remembering and speed is to forget.

I'm called a rover
we will eat fit, drink fit and fall asleep without blankets.

I'm afraid that I'm dead
didn't I, didn't, didn't I, didn't I tell, didn't I tell you?